A film like no other, its soundtrack constantly overlaps narration, dialogue and (sometimes jarringly annoying) music while its camera seems distracted from them all. It's like when you're surrounded in a busy city but you can't remember where you're going; none of the numerous distractions actually guide you but they greatly inform the atmosphere.
In the same respect, the entire film blends two distinct styles into one - there's the 'Mean Streets' independent approach with all its actual cityscapes and cramped apartments housing its minimal worldview, but then there's also a level of arthouse aspirations as cameras pan up to empty skies, glide around mirrors and frame its cast with incredible awe.
There isn't much of a plot to speak of and reiterating the brief threads that hold the story together would miss the point - this is thematic. It's a film of ideas - loss, hope, yearning, sexuality, political challenges, dreams, family and more - and it hits its targets by mixing the ordinary and the extraordinary into something unique.
'The Sun in a Net' is one of those rare films that is what you, the viewer, make it. If you're looking to sit down and be drip-fed entertainment and a story, you'll find its net to be empty. Other viewers may just catch the sun.
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